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Blair accelerated and hurried upstairs. She opened her suitcase, took out her umbrella, and then hurried back down.

When she joined Miller and they were about to leave, she heard the old granny ask her son, “I think something is not right. Son, is there a rainstorm?”

Her son was busy cooking in the kitchen as they still had some guests.

He was too busy prodding the fire with a poker to notice his mother’s mumbles.

After some hesitation, Blair suggested, “Miller, the old granny said there might be a rainstorm. This is the mountain area. How about we—”

Before she could finish speaking, Miller cut her off. He was slightly annoyed by her and the granny’s superstitious nature.

“You have an umbrella, don’t you? If there really is a rainstorm, we can take shelter from rain.” He grabbed her wrist and led her to catch up to his colleagues.

reluctance, she chose to listen

than ten people and followed a small path up the hill. After dozens of

and chatted with each other cheerfully. Soon the sun rose even brighter than before. Miller’s male colleague said with a smug smile, “I told you. The weather forecast said clearly that there would be no rain today. The old granny is too old

lived in the mountain area for so many years. I think she can tell more about the weather than the weather department just by looking at the sky.

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scornful glance at her and snorted inwardly, ‘It’s true what they say-the prettier a woman is, the dumber she

a few moments afterwards, either karma or nature itself gave him a tight slap in his face. Several dark clouds soon blocked the

raised their heads and

out of her backpack with a calm

their faces hard. Not a single person from the men had brought an

worse, they were unable to find

her umbrella with

in his arms, Blair struggled at first, but soon gave up and